Pumped up Kicks - Workout Mix

Robert's got a quick hand
He'll look around the room and tell you his plan
He's got a rolled cigarette
Hangin' out his mouth;
He's a cowboy kid
He found a six-shooter gun
in his Dad's closet, with a box of fun things
I don't even know what
but he's coming for you, yeah he's coming for you
All you other kids with the pumped up kicks, you better run, better run, outrun my gun
All you other kids with the pumped up kicks, you better run, better run, faster than my bullet
All you other kids with the pumped up kicks, you better run, better run, outrun my gun
All you other kids with the pumped up kicks, you better run, better run, faster than my bullet
Daddy works a long day
He be coming home late, and he's coming home late
and he's bringing me a surprise
'Cause dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed in ice
I've waited for a long time
Yeah the sleight of my hand is now a quick-pull trigger
I reason with my cigarette
Then say, "Your hair's on fire, you must've lost your wits, yeah?"
All you other kids with the pumped up kicks, you better run, better run, outrun my gun
All you other kids with the pumped up kicks, you better run, better run, faster than my bullet
All you other kids with the pumped up kicks, you better run, better run, outrun my gun
All you other kids with the pumped up kicks, you better run, better run, faster than my bullet
Run
Run
Run
Run
All you other kids with the pumped up kicks, you better run, better run, faster than my bullet
All you other kids with the pumped up kicks, you better run, better run, outrun my gun
All you other kids with the pumped up kicks, you better run, better run, outrun my gun
All you other kids with the pumped up kicks, you better, run better run...